Night lights, pedestrians, bridges
And we are alone, but on different routes.
Yes, if you want you can drop by
But not with a friend, but not in the morning.
You called me your little one,
But I'm quitting, I'm quitting.
How to write? This is how the hand pulls.
Who are you hanging out with there?
I've tied up, tied up, tied up,
Just like with the smoke, I'm done;
I'm stuck, tied, tied, tied
With you.
I've tied up, tied up, tied up,
Just like with the smoke, I'm done;
I'm stuck, tied, tied, tied
With you.
If I knew what it would lead to -
I would never get stronger.
And what would happen if we
Were each other more important?
And again the night, again you, again the smoke.
And again stories, yours is on the blacklist.
I didn't want to love so much.
Yes, and what's the point?
I've tied up, tied up, tied up,
Just like with the smoke, I'm done;
I'm stuck, tied, tied, tied
With you.
I've tied up, tied up, tied up,
Just like with the smoke, I'm done;
I'm stuck, tied, tied, tied
With you.
I've tied up, tied up, tied up,
Just like with the smoke, I'm done;
I'm stuck, tied, tied, tied
With you.
I've tied up, tied up, tied up,
Just like with the smoke, I'm done;
I'm stuck, tied, tied, tied
With you.
